C90 (2/2)

It seemed that she had truly cried in her dreams.

”Hello?” Su Wenjun pressed the answer button and answered in a daze. To be able to let him off scot-free at this time, it was obvious that it must be Ou Ziyang.

”He still hasn't woken up? Hurry up and get ready. It's time for the interview. ” Ou Ziyang's anxious voice came over the phone.

”Interview?” Su Wangzheng felt that her head was in a bit of a mess. It was probably because she had been talking to Ye Ci that she was able to regain her composure.

”That's to go for the audition. Hurry up and get me dressed. I'll be downstairs in five minutes.” Ou Ziyang patiently instructed Su Wangzheng. He was already used to this, and had long since gotten used to it. This was what Ou Ziyang always tried to persuade himself.

”Oh, okay.” Su Wangzheng replied obediently. However, she didn't take those words to heart at all. Su Wangzheng casually threw down the phone and continued closing her eyes.

It's best not to disturb someone who's pissed off with getting up. As long as she didn't explode, then everything was good.

However, there were always people who liked to challenge others. Limit.

As soon as he closed his eyes, Su Wangzheng felt a drop of cold water sliding down his face.

Impossible? She didn't cry? Even if the pillow towel was wet, it would still be in her dreams. She didn't secrete these things from her eyes right now?

Su Wangzheng reached out her hand and touched the water droplets on her face.

Was this really a drop of water?

Su Wangzheng's eyes suddenly opened, meeting Zhao Chengcheng's eyes.

At this moment, Zhao Chen's face was less than half a meter away from her. He was still holding a cup of water, which he was about to pour onto Su Wangzheng's face.

”What are you doing?” Su Wangzheng glared angrily at Zhao Chen as she coldly asked, ”This child isn't sleepwalking, is he?”

”Uncle Ou wants me to wake you up.” Zhao Chen said confidently.

”I won't get up.” Su Wangzheng said firmly.

”Uncle Ou said that if you can't get up, then I'll give you artificial rain.” Zhao Chen said as she swirled the glass of water in her hands. Naturally, the so-called artificial rainfall referred to this cup of water.

”You dare.” Su Wangzheng's eyes were wide open as she stared at Zhao Chen.

”Uncle Ou said he would be responsible for all the consequences.” Zhao Chen answered in a very prepared manner.

”Do you only have your uncle Ou in your eyes now?” Su Wangzheng rolled her eyes at Zhao Chen and said helplessly.

”More or less.” As Zhao Chen spoke, she tilted the cup of water in her hands again, ready to spill it out.

”Hmph.” Su Wangzheng pushed Zhao Chen away, then sat up and said, ”Go get me my clothes.”

”Ouch.” When Zhao Chen heard this, she knew that she had completed her mission. He ran to the wardrobe with a smile, but when he looked at the pile of clothes inside, he was a bit stunned, ”Which one?”

”Whatever.” Su Wangzheng said with her eyes half closed.

”Oh.” When Zhao Chen heard this, she grabbed a long shirt and a pair of jeans.

Su Wangzheng didn't even look at the zither as she directly wore it on her body.

Seeing that Su Wangzheng was almost done with her clothes, Zhao Chen pulled her by the hand and got off the bed. At the same time, she pushed her out of the room step by step. Uncle Ou said that he was in a hurry today, but it seemed to him that the emperor wasn't in a hurry at all.

In fact, in the last ten minutes, Su Zhizheng was in a state of anarchy, her brain out of control.

It wasn't until Su Wenjin walked out of the elevator that she realized she was going out to work.

”My lady, if you had been even a few minutes late, I would have gone upstairs to invite you!” From afar, Ou Ziyang could see a person indistinctly moving towards him. He had already guessed that this person was Su Wangzheng.

Other than her, there were probably very few people who could walk without using their brains, right?

In the middle of the night, he would have thought the man was sleepwalking. Mix up. He was muddleheaded and passed by, just like Su You's zither attitude towards life, with no trace of nervousness.

”Hurry up and leave, don't float away.” Ou Ziyang held Su Wangzheng's hand and strode onto the carriage. He didn't know why, but he felt as if Su Wangzheng was floating.

”Hehe, good morning.” It was as if Su You's zither had just realized that he had met Ou Ziyang, and he smiled as he greeted him.

”It's still early? It was getting late. ”We have to hurry. Tell us we'll be there by 9 o'clock. It's already 8: 30.” Ou Ziyang looked at Su Wangzheng with a look of disappointment. He really didn't know what could make her lose sleep. How could she sleep so late every day? Su Wangzheng naturally did not know what Ou Ziyang was thinking at this moment. Otherwise, she would have told him that she had already lost sleep many times.

Seeing that Ou Ziyang was a little anxious, Su Wangzheng smiled and patiently advised, ”You don't have to be too anxious. People nowadays like to make early preparations. I'm telling you that it will only start at 9 o'clock, perhaps only at 9: 30.”

”Even if there is some warning, it is still prepared for people like you.” Ou Ziyang leaned back, looking at Su Wangzheng while shaking his head. Now he finally understood what the emperor meant by 'not anxious but too anxious'.

”What's wrong with me?” Seeing that Ou Ziyang was looking at him with such a special gaze, Su Wangzheng curiously asked.

”You still don't know what happened to you?” Ou Ziyang asked with his eyes wide open. He then carefully looked at Su Wanzheng, using his picky eyes to scan the surroundings, and said: ”Look, look at your clothes.” Are we going to play along or not? ”